My Rainbow Warrior Call To The Women of The World

My Rainbow Warrior Call To The Women of The World


My 7 year old daughter came home the other day and told me that while getting changed afer their swimming lesson, two girls in her class told her she had a big bum and laughed.

At first I was angry.

Like any mama bear I wanted to scoop her up and march up to the scholl and demand to know who these kids were.

I wanted to yell at their parents and tell them to sort out their kids.

Her class teacher told her to just go in the toilets next time and get changed.

Her PE teacher gave the kids community service.

But does that really solve the problem?

Why should my daughter have to get dressed in the toilets?

I’ve grown up with body issues.

I remember my own mother pulling at her belly and always worried about her weight.

As as my body has grown in size over the years I’ve tried my damned hardest to love my body and treat it with kindness and respect.

I tried my hardest to do all of my own inner work of self love and acceptance, so I never pass my body issues onto my kids – especially my daughter.

I never hide my body from my children, and my beautiful flopppy belly that they often play with, I always say its beautiful!


Because how could I berate or hate something so amazing as to bring gifts from the stars into life?

And if you saw my daughter you would be shocked that someone would ever think let alone say that to her.

This little poppet who still fits into her size 5 clothes, loves fruit and could run a marathon if she tried.

And even if its joking its just not on.

But you see children are not born as bullies.

They are not born connected and with love in their hearts.

As babies they are fascinated with themselves and everything around them.

They love every part of themselves – ever their poo.

They scream at the top of their voices because they love the sound of their own voices.

Its not until they begin to grow and learn that they are taught that these things are bad, dirty or to be quiet.

And I can’t help but think, that we are failing our kids – we are failing our daughters.

If bullying, and putting others girls on the playground down, leaving them out and teasing them is so rife without our school and society – then yes we are failing our children.

Because being a bully is taught.

Sorry it has to be said.

And its our responsibility as parents to realise this and do something about it.

I get it, we live in a bullied society. The government tells us what to do all the time – or we will have things taken away from us.

We are not allowed to marry who we want, or make holistic health the decisions for our child with out them being excluded from kindy and daycare now.

We are told how fast or slow to go, whats good and bad and what we can and can’t do.

But it doesnt make it right.

You see as parents we are so powerful.

And its time to wake up and realise that.

If you treat yourself and your child with respect, love and like a human being they will treat others like that.

If you treat yourself and your child with punishment, yelling, looking down on them and berrating them, taking things away from them, excluding them and ignoring them – then they will treat others like that.

It seems really simple.

So way do we have 7 year old telling other 7 year old that they have big bums.

Because of us.


We as parents are the blame for this.

And media, and the school system. And our government and politicians.

But we as parents have a big responsibility – it all begins at home.

And its time for us to realise this.

Its time for us, especially us mothers with daughter to realise that you pulling on your tummy with that sad face, or asking does my bum look big in this, or looking in the mirror saying I’m fat – is effecting our girls.

Our little tiny babies who are born into this world perfect and not needing anything – look up to you, believe you, and trust everything you say – why wouldn’t they.

So what you are saying about your body and how you are acting if effecting them.

And that effects all of us, whether you realise it or not.

And NO, this is not about shaming, judging you or putting your down.

This is about calling you to awake.

Become conscious and aware.

so this is my Rainbow Warrior Call to the women of the world:

I call on the women of the world.

I call on your for our daughters

I call on your for our sons

I call on your realise how truly powerful you are

How great you are

And how capable of change you are

I call on your to love yourself.

E-V-E-R-Y   S-Q-U-A-R-E    I-N-C-H

of your amazing body.

To honour yourself, your body and your being.

I call on you to love your fellow woman, instead of judging her, of being jealous, or putting her down, or leaving her out.

I call on your to hold your child tight, and to never leave them out.

Work through your shit, your triggers and own inner darkness.

And let yourself be held and soothed by the Great Mother – that of our Mother Earth.

Because our children are crying.

And our children are dying.

It time women of the world to realise how powerful we are and how our actions, beliefs and words are shaping our children and their reality.

As one mother to another teach your kids to be inclusive not exclusive

To love differences and honour them with sacred grace

To lift people and others girls up instead of tear them down

But most of all – teach them to love themselves.

Because when they do the pain will stop.

As one mother to another I call on the women of this world.

Hear my rainbow warrior cry

Let our strength be your strength

Let our patience be your patience

Let our awareness be your awareness

Let our love be your love.

If not for you.

Do it for our children.

Do it for our daughters.

Do it for our sons.

Its time to rise and know

that all change begins with us

But we can not do this alone.

Together we rise.

I love you

I love me

I love our Great Mother

And I love, adore and honour our children.

We are one

We are love.

Mama Rainbow Warrior Call Over and Out.

If not us then who?

If not now then when?

Love and hugs



An Ode to 2016

An Ode to 2016


Well, 2016, what can I say

You will be finished and done with, in less than a day.

To many, they will never look back

They will be happy to see you disappear down the track.

But to me, you were great,

Yes challenging, but yet

You were absolutely transformational, and transcendent.

You were the year of finding my gold,

Deep in the darkness, it was there all along.

The darkness inside, that I’d feared for so long,

You were the year, that I reclaimed my shadow song.

A year of completion.

Of endings so many.

You saw me begin to rise

And then you saw me fall, and literally hit the fucken illusion wall.

You were the year that I reclaimed my deepest soul self.

A year that I remembered the person I always wanted to be

Not the one I was told who I should

Or the one who was told to be good.

A year that consciously conceived a child waited so long,

of longing to feel their own sacred soul song.

A year I deepened my intimacy and connection so great

Within, with my family and my sacred life partner and soul mate.

A year I released so many from my life,

Yet it wasn’t without the deepest of sadness and grief,

But I’m grateful for the lessons, and the strength you helped me find inside

And helped me to realise its time to not hide.

A year we lost so many great creative souls from this world

I can’t help but wonder if there is more of their story to be told.

A year of triumphs, tears, tantrums and of course Trump,

A year we began to open our eyes, see and realise the tipping point of greed and glump.

A year where you showed so many the darkness inside

A year where you gave it no where else to hide.

Oh 2016 to me you were magnificent

I fell in love with myself and my role as a mother, wife and home keeper.

And although the process could have been smoother,

You gave me so more than I could ever have imagined,

and took me in directions I could never have anticipated.

So to 2016, I say thank you for reminding us of our light through the darkness we share.

For showing us the strength of love.

The power of surrender and the way things need to change in us, our world, our race and the planet.

Oh 2016, I bid you goodbye, Ciao, adiós, adieu, vale, farewell,

For our paths will never cross again, and perhaps its just as well.

Thank you for the unravelling, unlearning, reclaiming, releasing, transforming, transmuting, lessons, learnings and teachings so well,

The darkness and the light, and all of those and that I’ve had to bid farewell.

2016 I send you off with absolute love, gratitude and grace – please know you left nothing in your wake.

I now let you go with my hand on my heart,

Goodbye 2016 you were truly great.

And now with a clear slate – unravelled, unlearnt – all new and renewed,

I open my heart, womb and soul to bring in the new.

To welcome the energy of new shiny year,

Welcome to 2017 – we’re all waiting to see what you have to share.


All my love for a beautiful New Year and holiday.

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An Ode To The Bitches

An Ode To The Bitches

ode to the bitches


Thank you to the bitches who called me names
You taught me resillience and strength.

Thank you to the bitches who pushed me down
You taught me how to get back up.

Thank you to the bitches who left me out
You taught me the value of being alone.

Thank you to the bitches who turned their backs on me
You taught me the value of walking away.

Thank you to the bitches who laughed at me
You taught me to laugh at myself.

Thank you to the bitches who lied to me
You taught me the value of listening to my intuition.

Thank you to the bitches who spoke about me behind my back
You helped me to realise you were behind me for a reason.

Thank you to the bitches who snobbed me bacuse I was not rich enough
You taught the value of loving myself.

Thank you to the bitches snobbed me because I did not enrol in your course
You taught the value of honouring my own gifts and listen to my soul.

Thank you to the bitches who dropped my hand
You taught me to stand on my own two feet.

Thank you to the bitches for not having my back
You taught me how to go out on my own and have my own back.

Thank you to the bitches for not including me in your tribe
You taught me the value of creating my own.

But most of all, thank you to the bitches who helped me to see that everything you ever did to me
was a reflection of all that I did to myself.

Thank you for helping me to see that everything I was experiencing without, was because I was not acknowledging it within.

Where I had been pushing myself down,
calling myself names,
leaving parts of myself out and hiding them from the world,
not supporting myself and having my own back, and
snobbing myself and others because they did not fit my warped ideals of the perfect person.

So thank you, truly thank you.

For without you I would never have honoured my own inner bitch.

I would never have seen where I had locked her away because she was “bad”, or “naughty”, and disconnected from her.

I would never have seen how she was showing up within me.

And reclaimed her, her voice, her power, her strength, her message and her healing.

The bitch in me is a reflection of the bitch in you.

And if this triggers you, its time to ask – where are you not honouring your own inner bitch?

Love and gratitude

Megan x